Brightness of the Father's [eternal] glory, Shall thy praise unuttered lie

Verse 1

Brightness of the Father's glory, Shall Thy praise unuttered lie? Fly, my tongue, such guilty silence, Sing the Lord who came to die.

Verse 2

Did archangels sing Thy coming? Did the shepherds learn their lays? Shame would cover me ungrateful, Should my tongue refuse to praise.

Verse 3

From the highest throne of glory, To the cross of deepest woe-- All to ransom guilty captives; Flow, my praise, for ever flow.

Verse 4

Go, return, immortal Saviour, Leave Thy footstool, take Thy throne; Thence return and reign for ever; Be the Kingdom all Thine own.